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Accelerator, Mikoto, Misaka Worst and Last Order all tilted their heads in unison, all four having identical looks on their face. In any circumstance, their identical 'What the Fuck' looks might've been cute and endearing.

"You must not be all that wise, old guy. Because what you just said, didn't make a lick of sense." Accelerator said bluntly, looking at Dumbledore.

"Misaka agrees." Misaka Worst said with her arms crossed under her chest, with everyone being somewhat stunned.

"May I implore as to what you're referring to?" Dumbledore asked curiously.

"I think it's what you just said. About Accelerator being the four person in something called a Tri-Wizard Tournament." Mikoto informed.

"Don't you know how to fucking count, moron! Don't call something a 'Tri' if it's not three!" Accelerator said loudly, as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Well, the Quad-Wizard Tournament doesn't sound as catchy, Misaka comments casually, being the devils advocate." Misaka Worst said.

"So branding?" Accelerator questioned with a sigh and shook his head in disappointment. "Capitalism at it's fucking finest. This is why I don't go to school, shit like this always happens." He complained.

Mikoto gave him a look. "You kept being entered into miss-branded tournaments, that's oddly specific." She said.

Accelerator glared at his girlfriend. "I was being fucking sarcastic, smart-one." He said rudely.

Mikoto didn't look like she was affected by his tone, he was always like that. She crossed her arms and looked forward. "So was I." She said with an eye roll.

"I'm sure this is all...complicated..." Dumbledore being.

"No, shit that doesn't make any sense is complicated. Having sex in a shower is fucking complicated..." Accelerator said bluntly, causing Mikoto to look away with a heavy blush on her face. "…This isn't complicated. It's fucking stupid." He said with a scowl.

"...I'll explain everything, once you go down that door." Dumbledore said, motioning to the door where the other competitors went down.

"That's interesting and all, but I don't remember giving a fuck." Accelerator said mockingly. "You seem to think I'm asking you to explain what this crap is..." He said, glancing at his hand. "...But...I'm not asking." He added darkly.

At those words, Misaka Worst giggled evilly, as she held her hand up and intense electricity crackled off her fingers. "Say the words Tou-san, and Misaka will shove electricity up their asses, Misaka said quite literally buzzing with anticipation." Misaka Worst said.

Accelerator looked contemplative, as he glanced at Misaka Worst. Everyone was looking at her in shock and amazement, while Dumbledore seemed to not be affected.

"Put that way." Mikoto said irritably, glancing at her older clone.

"Oh? The Electric Princess wants to be the one that pleases Tou-san is it, Misaka asks angrily." Misaka Worst snapped. "If the Princess wants to please Tou-san, why won't she get on her knees, Misaka suggests." She added.

Accelerator looked at the two. "Misaka, quit being a bitch. Mikoto, quit instigated." He said, before he looked around and scowled. "...Where the hell is the brat?" He asked, looking for Last Order, who seemed to have slipped away.

Last Order was happily sitting at the Gryffindor table. Her eyes were wide open and staring intently at the remaining food from the feast, with her mouth open and watering. "...Oh, it's so amazing, Misaka-Misaka says in awe." She said, looking at a large bowl of ice cream, filled with candies.

Almost instantly she lunged forward across the table and wrapped her tiny arms around it and pulled it closer towards her. "Misaka's, Misaka-Misaka says possessively!" She said with a gleam in her eyes, looking at the sweets.

"You know, I someone so young, shouldn't be eating like that." A somewhat bossy voice said, causing Last Order to looked around, before she looked at a bushy, brown haired girl looking at her.

"Huh, Misaka-Misaka sounds innocently." Last Order said with a tilt of her head. "There's ice-cream and candy, that's super rare! Accelerator only gets one or the other for Misaka, Misaka-Misaka informs to the bushy haired girl and the ginger looking at her food." Last Order informed.

Hermione leaned back a bit from the young girl. "Why do you talk like that? You know your not supposed to. It's confusing." She said in a fast voice.

"Talk like what, Misaka-Misaka asks innocently. Misaka has always talked like this, Misaka-Misaka admits." Last Order said with a tilt of her head, before she looked at her sweets and smiled happily. "This is going to be so good, Misaka-Misaka says in anticipation!" She went to dig in.

"Ow! Ow! Ow! Misaka-Misaka sounds, as she rubs her sore head." Last Order said, as Accelerator stood behind her with a scowl on his face and his hand extended. She turned around and looked up at Accelerator with watery eyes. "Why did Accelerator hit Misaka, Misaka-Misaka asks, holding her head." She said.

Accelerator just gave her a look. "Here I am, talking to the stupid old guy and you run off to fucking god-knows where in this shit hole! Who knows what kind of weirdos are lurking about!" He said, as he leaned on his crutch.

"But Misaka didn't run off, Misaka-Misaka lies weakly, knowing she did run off, but doesn't want Accelerator to be mad at her." Last Order said.

Accelerator rolled his eyes and turned around. "Let's go..." He said, before Last Order slowly turned and looked at the giant bowl of ice-cream and candy. "...And leave that there. Who knows what kinda of sickos fucked with it." Accelerator said, as he left.

"AHH, rages Misaka-Misaka!" Last Order yelled, as she swung her fists and jumped around angrily, but went with Accelerator.

Accelerator looked at Dumbledore dully, as if the old man wasn't worth anything. Though Accelerator generally had the face when he was facing someone he knew couldn't do anything to him, so basically he looked at almost everyone like that.

"Harry, just go down that door, alright. I'll explain everything after, please." Dumbledore said calmly, looking at the white haired teen.

"Tch, so annoying." Accelerator muttered, as he reached up to the side of his head and cracked his neck. "For and old-guy, you sure are pathetic. Aren't old people supposed to be pissed all the time?" He asked, before he shrugged. "But I'll humor you, come on." He said, as he limped forward and glanced at Mikoto, Misaka Worst and the now there Last Order.

"I'm afraid they'll have to stay here." Dumbledore informed seriously. The room the competitors were going to was kinda small, having a crowd wouldn't be a good thing to have inside it. "I know you're confused and that confusion can lead to fear and anxiety, you don't have to worry about anything happening to you." He insisted.

Accelerator blinked a few times, as he reared his head back slightly in surprise. "You think...You think I'm scared of you. That I want them with me, to protect myself...Hmhm...Hmhe...He-he-Ha-HA!" He laughed loudly and manically, as his voice cracked. "You got it all wrong, old-guy." He said with a shake of his head, sighing in bemusement.

Mikoto shot her boyfriend a look at his...Accelerator-like attitude. While she personally was used to his asshole behavior, she knew they were ruining a hole bunch of first impressions right now. And unlike Accelerator, she was sorta a normal teenager, except being an advance electro-kinetic and a Level 5 esper. She was self-conscious on her self image, which is why she was so loved at her school. She did best to appear the perfect image of 'good'.

"What my boyfriend is trying to say is..." Mikoto began, getting a look from Accelerator. He loved Mikoto sure, she knew that, he knew she knew he loved her. But he was the type of person who didn't like to advertise his relationship. "…Accelerator has a...bit of a temper." She informed.

Misaka Worst rolled her eyes. "Geez, that's putting it lightly, Misaka said snidely." She imputed.

"You're not helping!" Mikoto snapped.

"Was Misaka supposed to, Misaka asks curiously." Misaka Worst questioned.

Accelerator ignored both of them and stared dead straight towards Dumbledore with his unique red eyes. After a few seconds Dumbledore sighed. "You can bring one of your friends with you, but the others cannot follow." He informed.

"Ah, whatever..." Accelerator said as he looked back.

"Pick Misaka, Misaka-Misaka yells frantically!" Last Order announced, as she jumped up and down, waving her arms at the white haired teen.

"How about you choose someone who can actually do something, Misaka says." Misaka Worst said with her arms crossed and a confident smirk on her face. Mikoto on the other hand had her arms crossed and was looking away.

"Tch, come on then, Mikoto." Accelerator said uncaringly, as he limped away.

"That's not what Misaka meant, Misaka rages!" Misaka Worst snapped, as she slashed her hand to the side and shot off a bolt of electricity at at a cup, causing it to explode.

Accelerator ignore Misaka Worst's outburst, while Mikoto looked at a visibly upset Last Order and pissed Misaka Worst with some regret. But it left her face, as she quickly went after Accelerator, to make sure he didn't destroy the castle they were in. In the heat of his anger he usually and almost always forgot to hold back. Always being alone, made him tend to forget that he was the only one protected by his abilities.

Misaka Worst and Last Order glared at Mikoto, as she quickly went after Accelerator. They watched as several other people left and followed after the old-guy they saw. After a few seconds, Last Order looked at Misaka Worst.

"Are you thinking, what Misaka is thinking, Misaka-Misaka asks mischievously." Last Order said with a happy grin.

Misaka Worst gave Last Order a dry look, which matched the blank look all of the Misaka Sisters had. "…If you thought it, Misaka would obviously know, Misaka says sarcastically." She said. "...And yes, Misaka answers." Misaka Worst said with a nod and a wide grin, as the two made their way to where Accelerator and Mikoto went.

Accelerator stopped at a wooden door and sighed loudly, as he reached out with his free hand and opened the door. He limped forward and entered the room and noticed it was a bit small with a fireplace at one end. He scowled when he saw three people near the fire, but since he couldn't care less about them, he ignored them completely.

The blonde girl sitting at the fire, threw back some of her hair and looked at the white haired boy with some curiosity. "What is it? Do zhey wants us back in da hall?" Fleur questioned.

"Do I look like some fucking messenger-boy?!" Accelerator snapped angrily, as he limped forward.

The sound of panting followed him as Mikoto jogged in, before she stopped and took a breather. "...This place is big." She muttered, she got lost twice following Accelerator. She could've sworn the hallways moved or something.

After her, the sound of scuffling filled the room, as a short man entered with a smile one his face. "Extraordinary, absolutely extraordinary!" He announced, as he gripped Accelerator by the arm and pulled him closer towards the champions. "Gentleman, Lady..." Bagman said, looking at the other champions. "...May I introduce, incredible as it may seem, the fourth Tri-Wizard Champion." He informed.

"Okay, can we stop calling it that, I can feel the neurons in my brain deteriorating at the stupidity of that name." Accelerator said with a scowl.

The two male champions didn't look to sure, while Fleur smiled. "Oh, very funny, Mistor Bag-Man." She said, causing Accelerator so scowl. What the fuck did that mean? Was he not 'good' enough for their little stupid misnamed tournament. Mikoto on the other hand was silently observing everything, knowing Accelerator, while being incredibly smart, had immense anger problems and tended to throw out facts when someone did something to piss him off. So she was making sure she got every little bit that they said or did for later analysis.

"A joke?" Bagman said bewildered. "Oh no, not at all. Harry's name just came out of the goblet." He informed.

"Harry?" Cedric repeated.

"My name, is Accelerator." Accelerator said with a scowl, glaring at the man with red eyes.

"Right, right, if that's what kids these days say." Bagman said uncaringly, still smiling.

The door to the room open and a large group of people entered, Dumbledore and the two other headmasters of the foreign schools entered, along with Crouch, Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall. Quickly the door to the room was closed the McGonagall.

"Madam Maxime!" Fleur announced, as she went to her headmistress. "There saying that this...little boy is in the tournament also!" She informed.

"Little boy! I'll show you little!" Accelerator yelled angrily, as he reached up to his choker.

"Accelerator, this isn't the time or place for that." Mikoto said seriously. "Killing everyone isn't going to give us any answers." She said with a frown.

"Tch...whatever." Accelerator muttered with a scowl.

Mikoto smirked and crossed her arms. "Worst is right...you are whipped." She commented, getting a furious glare from Accelerator.

"If you two, lovely people are done..." Snape trailed off in a mocking tone.

Accelerator focused on him. "You want to start something, Sunshine? If you don't want your insides out, shut up." He said darkly.

"There's no need for that." Dumbledore interjected. "Harry..." He began.

"His name is Accelerator, geez, you guys aren't fast on the uptake. Are you?" Mikoto asked with a frown. There inability to call Accelerator by his name, was getting annoying.

"What is the meaning of this, Dumbledore?" Kakarov questioned to the old man.

"I didn't know Hogwarts got two champions." Madam Maxime admitted.

"What the fuck's a Hogwarts?" Accelerator interjected, causing all of them to look at him.

"It is the school you go to, or didn't you know?" Kakarov asked mockingly.

"You...are...mocking me." Accelerator muttered, before he twitched and gritted his teeth. "No one mocks me!" He screamed, which almost came out like a shriek, as he reached up to his neck and clicked on his choker.

"You idiots!" Mikoto snapped, as Accelerator tossed aside his crutch and almost appeared in front of Kakarov at high speeds.

Everyone in the room was incredibly surprised when Accelerator almost casually lifted a grown man in the air, by his throat with one hand. Accelerator had a wide, insane and maniacal smile on his face. "Now, what should I do with you, eh!?" He asked loudly. "Should I reverse the flow of blood in your body...or your bio-electricity...or both!?" Accelerator yelled. "Hmhm-Hehe-HaHa!" He laughed.

"Accelerator, Misaka-Misaka announces, as she arrives on the scene!" Last Order announced, as she entered the room with Misaka Worst.

Almost instantly, Accelerator's more insane personality toned itself down. Accelerator scowled and looked around and noticed everyone, except Mikoto, Misaka Worst and Last Order were leveling sticks at him. "Eh, what brat?" He asked with a dull tone.

"You can't go around killing people, Misaka-Misaka says." Last Order said with a pout.

Accelerator scowled. "...I'm pretty sure I can go around killing people." He informed, causing Mikoto and Misaka Worst to face-palm.

"Okay...but you shouldn't go around killing people, Misaka-Misaka replies." Last Order replied.

The white haired teen nodded. "Fair point...but I'm going to ignore it. On the grounds that I want to kill this ass." Accelerator stated.

"...Like you should be talking about being an ass, Misaka mutters snidely." Misaka Worst commented to herself.

Accelerator looked at Kakarov with a maniacal smile on his face. Kakarov and Snape paled at the smile. With his red eyes and insane smile, if his hair was black, he'd look like a kid-Voldemort. A loud sniffle, caused Accelerator to stop and glance at his side.

Last Order was rubbing her eyes and sniffled again. "Q-quit it, Brat." Accelerator said. The young clone sniffled louder and continued to rub her eyes. "I'm serious. Quit it! I know your faking!" He said.

"M-Misaka-Misaka is sad, worried Accelerator will regress back to his...to his...old self, Misaka-Misaka mutters." Last Order admitted trough her hands.

Accelerator scowled, before he clicked his tongue and let the struggling man go. Kakarov stumbled back and held his neck. "Fine, Brat." He said with annoyance.

"Yay, exclaims Misaka-Misaka!" Last Order cheered, as she jumped in excitement.

"Damned brat." Accelerator muttered, before he looked at the group of adults. "Mock me again, Last Order won't be able to save you." He stated.

"There isn't any need for hostilities." Dumbledore informed.

"Why not?" Accelerator asked, almost curiously. "I am yanked from Academy City, Japan...To the damned boonies. A Russian, a tall french chick and an old guy are in my face, and I'm not even going to comment on their annoying ass-faces..." He said, as he glanced at a scandalous McGonagall, a livid Snape and a happy Bagman. "…You're all bitching about a miss-named tournament, calling my 'Harry', and seem to be under the impression that I'm giving more fucks about this situation than I have...So, if I don't need to be hostile. When the fuck can I? And more importantly, why aren't you more ashamed about suggesting as such." Accelerator replied.

"Yeah, be ashamed, Misaka agrees." Misaka Worst said with a nod.

"You think this is a game. That you're so powerful that you aren't affected, how cute." Snape said with a sneer.

Accelerator looked at the potion's teacher. "Bitch, I'm adorable." He said with a grin. "And Yeah, it think I am pretty powerful." He said with a wide, maniacal grin. "Wanna test it?!" He asked wildly and spread his arms out, with the air in the room blowing violently. "Let's have a wonderful science experiment!" He raved, before he lowered his head and stared at Snape with narrowed and sharp pupils. "I can't wait until I taste the copper in your blood!" He declared.

"Calm down, Accelerator." Mikoto said with a sigh, as she stepped forward and put a hand on his shoulder, while holding his crutch in her other hand, before she handed it to him.

Accelerator scowled and grabbed his crutch, before he leaned on his side and clicked his choker again. "Now put on your thinking-caps, and think real hard. Who entered me in this stupid thing. Because I sure as hell didn't." Accelerator stated.

"You mean you didn't." Madam Maxine questioned.

"Yeah, because this place and Japan are the same thing..." Accelerator began, before he blinked and glanced at Mikoto. "...is it?" He asked.

"How would I know? I'm in the dark too." Mikoto replied.

"We're in Scotland." Dumbledore informed.

"Okay...last time I heard, Scotland and Japan are pretty far apart, so who put me in?" Accelerator said with a sigh.

"It's obvious someone put you in there, to draw you out." A male voice growled out, as the door to the room opened up and closed again.

Accelerator looked at the door and saw a rugged looking man with wicked looking scars and a prosthetic eye. The man limped in, causing Accelerator to nod to himself. The guy looked alright to him, it didn't help he pulled off the cane look like he did.

"Draw me out? It's hard to do that to a place I've never been." Accelerator said dryly.

"Unless you forgot." Mikoto commented.

"The hell you talking about?" Accelerator asked with a scowl.

"What if you have been here before, well...in the area." The Railgun suggested.

"I've been in Academy City since I was seven...well, after I took on the combined forces of the Japan, Russian and Chinese armies, and got bored." Accelerator admitted.

"What about before that?" Mikoto asked.

Accelerator glanced up. "Hmm...well, I do remember living in London. That's where those assholes called me a freak, and beat me and all that crap." He said with a casual shrug. "I think that was before I awoken my Esper Abilities." He commented.

"...When did you awaken them?" Mikoto asked curiously.

"Hmm...After my skull was almost caved in, I woke up near a park and started wandering about." Accelerator admitted uncaringly, getting a sad look from the three Misakas. "But as far as I can remember, I've never been in Scotland. Europe, Russia, China, Hawaii..." He said, as he glanced at Mikoto, before she looked down and blushed a bit. "…Canada, Mexico, South America, North America...but never Scotland." He listed.

"This school is located in Scotland, but we're affiliated with the British Wizards." Moody growled out, as he limped forward.

"My fucking God..." Accelerator said in exasperation, as he limped forward to. "...This is how you answer fucking questions, Jesus." He commented.

"You have been missing for almost a decade, Mr. Potter." Moody said.

"Hehe-Haha!" Misaka Worst laughed out.

"What?!" Accelerator snapped angrily.

"Your...Your last name is...Potter, Misaka says, making fun of the boy she likes, hiding her insecurities." Misaka Worst laughed out.

"No...my last name is -erator." Accelerator stated.

"Lame." Mikoto commented, getting a look from her boyfriend.

"I like it, Misaka-Misaka admits." Last Order said with a smile.

"My last name is not Potter!" Accelerator snapped. "I do not make or have any association with Pots!" He snapped. "My name is Accelerator, you can call me Mr. Accelerator, the Supreme Badass Accelerator, Number One or The Strongest, you got it?!" He demanded, looking around.

"Whatever you say, Mr. Accelerator." Moody said unflinchingly. "You have been missing for almost a decade. Odds are the person who put you in the Goblet of Fire, knew about the magical binding. You would be forced to come here, or you'd face the consequences." He informed.

"Magic...fuck." Accelerator muttered, as he rubbed his forehead. He hated magic. It was one of the things that could get passed his Nigh-Impenetrable defense. If he didn't understand the laws they operated on, he couldn't manipulate their vectors.

"Indeed." Moody said.

"Preposterous. Everyone knows Moody would consider a morning wasted, if he hasn't discovered a plot to kill him." Kakarov stated. "And he's teaching his students that as well. An odd quality for a defense against the dark arts teacher." He commented.

"One, I'm not even going to comment on how that doesn't make any sense." Accelerator interjected. "If someone's teaching how to protect themselves, expecting the expecting is pretty fucking crucial, moron. Two, if someone did drag my across the fucking sea to get here, and in this damned tournament. They're either trying to get my attention, which they have now. Or they're trying to kill me. If that's the case, I'm already figuring out this problem...hehe, I like being ahead of the game." Accelerator said to himself.

"We have no idea how this situation came about, all we can do right now, is accept it." Dumbledore said to the whole of the group. "Har...Accelerator, can't exactly go against the Goblet, unless he wishes to experience a painful death, as they say." He informed.

"But Dumbledore." Madam Maxime being.

"If you have a better solution, I'd sure like to hear it." Dumbledore replied, but he got not reply from anyone. Accelerator leaned on his crutch, while Mikoto, Misaka Worst and Last Order stayed close at his sides.

"I see, well, if there's nothing else to say. Let's give out the instructions to the first task." Bagman said excitedly.

Crouch stepped forward and looked at the group. "Yes. The First task." He said. "The First task is designed to test your daring..." He began.

"What? Are we all going to have an all-out fight between all of us! This'll be fun!" Accelerator announced with a wide smile.

"...No. We're not going to be telling you what it is. Courage in the face of the unknown is an important quality in a wizard, a very important. The Task will be in November, in front of the students and a panel of judges. The champions are not permitted to ask for or accept help from any of the teachers. The champions must only face their challenge with their wands. You can get your information on the second task when the first one is over." Crouch informed.

Accelerator began to drown the rest out, as he scowled and glanced at Mikoto and Misaka Worst, before he mouthed 'Wand?'. Only for the two to shrug in response.

The three Misakas and Accelerator watched as the other competitors and their professors leading them out. Dumbledore stayed behind and looked instructed Cedric to return to his room.

When they were alone, Dumbledore looked at Accelerator, Mikoto, Misaka Worst and Last Order. "I do apologize for this inconvenience, Accelerator." The old Wizard said, before he glanced at the three girls. "And to your...family, too." He said, glancing at Mikoto.

"Damn straight." Accelerator said snidely, before he felt a pair of arms drape themselves over his shoulder with soft orbs pressing against his back.

"Tou-san, can you ask the old-guy, where we're supposed to be now, asks Misaka?" Misaka Worst asked in a seductive tone, as she rested her head next to Accelerator's ear. "We all need some time to sleep, and if we cant leave, we might as well make the best of thissituation, Misaka says, hoping to use Accelerator's hormones to her advantage and have hot coitus with him." She narrated.

"Hey!" Mikoto snapped angrily, casting a glare at her older clone.

"What, Lightning-Princess, you obviously don't care about Tou-san as much as I do, so why don't I get to have..." She began, before Accelerator moved forward and pulled himself out of her grip. "...Now look at what you did, Princess, Misaka rages!" Misaka Worst said angrily.

"Stop that." Accelerator sighed out, before Last Order grabbed onto his hand and pulled him towards her, something Misaka Worst noticed. She grabbed Accelerator's other hand and held it possessively

Dumbledore looked at the trio of sisters, who looked almost identical to each other, if not for the age difference. He watched as the youngest looking girl, who was around ten or eleven and the oldest one, who was probably fifteen or sixteen, around the same age as the white haired boy. The third girl, who seemed to be the middle in age, who was fourteen.

He watched as what could be described as a...'love trapezoid' formed in front of him. It was obvious the older and younger girls loved the white haired boy, and with how the middle aged on was glaring daggers at the two for touching her boyfriend, it was obvious she felt similar. Harry seemed to care for his girlfriend and the younger girl, and seemed to reluctantly like the older, crazier one.

"I am quite curious Mr. Accelerator, how did you end up in Japan, as you say?" Dumbledore asked curiously.

Accelerator gave him a look. "I displaced my own personal vectors." He said dully, as he shrugged. He could technically teleport, though that was one of his more...taxing abilities. It was either displacing personal vectors or melding space around him and moving into a void and exiting it to another location. Both of them took a load of calculations, more then what his brain could give at the moment.

"I eh, what?" Dumbledore asked unsure.

"...Right..." Accelerator muttered with annoyance, before he reached up and pinched the bridge of his nose. "I'm tired, irritated, hungry...I have this massive caffeine headache and I just want this day to end..." He trailed off.

Dumbledore blinked and smiled. "Well, I happen to have many free spaces for you to rest for the time being." He informed.

"Is that a yes or no?!" Accelerator asked irritated.

"Yes." Dumbledore said with a nod.

"Fine, we'll find a place we think is suitable." Accelerator said rudely, as he limped passed the old wizard and out of the room, with the Misakas.

After a few minutes, Accelerator, Mikoto, Misaka Worst and Last Order walked through one of the massive corridors of Hogwarts.

"Are you really going to go through with this?" Mikoto asked.

Accelerator gave her a look. "...I know this may come as a shocker..." He said, getting a giggle from Last Order, at the 'shocker' pun. "…But I'm not to keen on getting killed by a cup." He added dryly.

"Yeah, Misaka agrees." Misaka Worst said with a nod. Honestly, how embarrassing would it be to be in love with a person who was killed by a cup.

"Let's just get some sleep, alright, Misaka-Misaka suggest." Last Order said, as she rubbed her eyes. Today was a bit to exciting for her, and she wanted it to end.

Accelerator didn't argue with her, wanting that too. "Come on, we'll figure something out tomorrow." He said seriously, as he limped forward, with Misaka Worst and Mikoto following, both tired too.